As you may have read in other posts on this page, I am a fan of certain kind of ships; icebreakers, tow boats and pilot boats. Now – after visiting the Faroes – I have to add fishing boats to that list. In the Faroes there are a lot of fishing boats. A lot. I belive it is the thought of the ruff work these boats – and the men and women that go to sea with them – do in an environment that is as far from mine as possible, that fascinates me. Somehow I think the look of the boats reflects how ruff it sometimes gets, as the weather play with us.
On our way to Klaksvik we passed the small town Runavik. In the small port the ships seemed to be packed togehter. Some of them had their engines running, and grey exhaust smoke were rising from the chimneys. The exhaust smoke formed a lid on the small town, and after taking some quick shots we were on the way again. The windows closed and the aircondition turned off.
I found my pilot boat as we admired the view over Torshavn from the old road. A small passenger ship was about to enter the port, and the pilots were about to enter. It seemed like a short trip, but I know little about how this works. I just like the boats…
The port of Klaksvik was packed with fishing boats. Small boats, larger boats and not to forget; really large boats. It is interesting to see the difference from the small ports back home in Sweden. Back home the ports are full of sailing boats – but in the Faroes the sailing boats are in a minority. Here almost every boat seem to be aimed at fishing – for fun or as a main occupation.